Zykovian:
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"Ah, Zykovian. You're such a romantic at heart, even though you like to keep a straight face and act so serious all the time. I think that's why I like you."
*Eloquence smiles and reaches forward, running a finger across the inside of Zykovian's palm.*
"The problem is that Plebs are not treated as people. If a horse breaks its leg and isn't able to work any more, it is often simply euthanised. If a statue of gold is broken, it may be melted down and used anew. Not to say that I agree with this in reference to Plebs, but that is the official position that Eldiz must take in diplomatic relations with the Praetorians, who first created the Plebs and therefore claim the right to decide how the Plebs will be treated: as objects. Truth be told, a few generations of upgrades back, I would have agreed with that for sure. The Plebs back then were no more than automatons however you looked at it...But now, well, let's just say that there are those who agree with you Zyk."
*Eloquence smiles reassuringly a brushes her fingers across his cheek.*
"There's a catch, however--of course, there's always a catch. If she goes to an official trial for her crimes, she must be sentenced as a Pleb, and she will be mindwiped. There is no way out of it at that point--it is simply an inevitability to preserve good relations with the Praetorian Empire..."
"However, all is not lost...She could be freed from that collar, at this point, through an appropriate action taken now, and so long as she is not thrown to the mercy of the courts, her mind will be safe, and if the right strings are pulled, she could walk the streets blithely in safety and never be called to pay the piper...Of course, perhaps that means she won't be paying for her crimes enough to satisfy you..."
*She trails off to see what Zykovian would say.*
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